I wanted to name this post DNF.  I have been crafting these words in my head since Sunday at 9:24AM EST and the more I thought about it, the more I realized that true as it may be it is just too negative for this girl. 

Sunday, I toed the line at 8AM EST in Pocono Lake, PA.  Trained, hydrated, rested (relative term), fueled, nervous and…

It would be impossible to talk about running, training, racing, early mornings, clown shoe contests, achievements, challenges, strengths or weaknesses without first delving into the “usual suspects”.  The trusty companions that make my mornings brighter, push me beyond what I ever thought possible, make a two or three hour run seem like 20 minutes and fully understand that there is no greater way to bring people together than a bit of healthy suffering.  My Mom was a huge fan of Miss Manners…

I am really good at registering for races.  I mean REALLY good.  Running is playtime with my friends.  Often before the sun comes up I get to spend hours with anywhere from one to ten amazingly talented and incredibly entertaining runners.  So when one of them sends me a link to a run that’s new to me or looks like fun I find it really difficult to say no.  In fact, unless I already have a race that day I don’t say no.  The problem with that is often the training is quite different and…